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Practiced music assessment - wet hands from the minecraft sound track on piano

Drank a cup of tea :))

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SKIN CARE POG

I did my english assignment at school today and gUESS WHAT BOYS?? I got 18/20 !! I tied with my arch-nemesis-but-friend-who-is-only-my-arch-nemesis-because-theyre-my-only-competition-for-top-of-the-class for first place !! Im popping off :)

Signed, letti

First of all the fact I can't reblog an ad just takes all the fun out of it

And Second

Can we check on the graphic designer that made this ad? Or maybe we should check on the 3D modeler and make sure they're not having nightmares about that,(what even is it???) fox thing. That face feels like it's seen somethings or it's about to run me over with a car I just bought. 50/50 chance

So here's everything unaestheticly pleasing from this ad, from someone who has unfortunately decided graphic design was going to be her career of choice.

1. The BLINDING RED background. I think my eyes are broken. Is this how our teachers felt when we had to make a Google slides presentation?? While the color is definitely eye catching. It's not doing much to add to the overall flow of the advertisement. It makes it look cheap and rushed. Not something people want to look for in a company. I suppose this ad is more about spreading information, allowing people to know what is available, more then trying to drive up customers. However there are definitely better ways to approach this. Without the color red.

2. Name of company isn't in a easily read font. This may just be this dislexa talking. But because the bullet points are in a different font,one that is bolder and takes up more space. It's drawing the eye away from the name, number, and address of the business. I understand the bullet points NEEDED to be on thick font, but maybe using the same font throughout the advertisement and bolding the bullet points would come across better!

3. The two logos on the top right feel so out of place. Complimentary color pallets are always a beautiful sight to see and adding accent colors can really help draw out attention to your pice. Black is supposed to be the accent color but gets fumbled in with the other designs and text that it feels out of place. Like it was copy and pasted from a completely different ad. The point of using logos in the world of marketing is to make products recognizable! This also applies to advertising!!!

4. Why is the fox wearing Khakis? Jake from State Farm ???

5. I don't want to talk to the creepy eyes again

6. Why is the "X" on the logo so far down on the sign This one has nothing to do with the graphic designer of this mobile advertisement, but with the company's logo choices. But it's going to bother me for the rest of my days. Why is it like in the middle of rolling over to "Y"? CarFay?? Actually I quite like that. A fay that steals your car by asking you the brand and model of your car. She'd be unstoppable.

In conclusion, graphic design is hard. That's just the truth. There's so many wrong and right ways to approach the public or topic of choice, that it can be overwhelming. However that does NOT excuse the nightmares I will be having about this fox. Just look at him

WHY DOES CAR FOX HAVE EYEBROWS

I completely forgot to post this but here’s the background!!

Oh it would be so cool to have a heart-shaped planet. Freaky, but cool!

I AM NOW SANS UNDERTALE GO INTO MY EYES

Sonic 06 fandub anyone?

I got even more angst drive by @tri3tri ‘s post so don’t mind me just some Tsunotarou angst-

(In honor of inktober ending I wanted to try an inking type of art style, ngl it’s not too bad - 😅)

no MY man 🙄😤

My man my man my mannnnnnnnnnn

TW: Can you make a spider noir x goth coquette reader? And where the read struggles with a ED/paranoia and maybe SH/thoughts of it. And maybe put in there they have bpd/other mental disorders that cause the thoughts for it….that’s all I got off the top of my head but you can add other stuff if you want I just want comfort angst based off what I’m going through rn

If you need help or someone to talk to I'm here :)

Also TW!! To people who won't be able to handle topics like these don't read and if you do I'm not responsible for anything.

Spiderman Noir x goth! reader

Peter watched as you giddily put on your outfit. Your clothes were different from what he knew it that's what he loved about you. You didn't fit in the social norms and had your own sense of style. He found your outfits to be gorgeous and loved seeing you dressed up.

He planned on taking you to a nice restaurant. There was no reason he just wanted to take you somewhere nice. He wanted to see you smile. When you were finished with getting all dolled up he grabbed you by your waist and pulled you in close.

"You always look so good all dolled up" he said and eyes you up and down slowly to take in everything. You smiled and lightly shoved his shoulder "So I don't look nice when I'm not dressed up?" You teasingly said which clearly made him choke and fumble over his words. "That's not what I meant you always look nice I just love when you put on your gothic outfits" you giggle and roll your eyes and place a kiss on his cheek. "Let's for we don't wanna be late for our reservation"

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You both sat at the table and conversed in conversation. Everything was lively and light and you felt good. Then when you got your food everything crashed and spiraled for you. You felt eyes on you everywhere it felt like everyone was watching you eat. Deep down you knew it wasn't true but the thoughts clouded your mind.

You took and bite of your food and you were visibly tense and your hands were clammy. You felt like throwing up the pressure you felt was heavy. The stares felt like heavy weights on your back. You covered your mouth and nervously looked around. No one was looking at you but the stares didn't go away. Peter noticed something was up and looked at you with worry. "Are you okay?" He asked

Your head snapped at him and you nervously fidgeted. "Y-yeah I just uh" you swallowed nervously and fidgeted uncomfortably "I'm gonna use the bathroom.." you said an stood up and walked away. You brought your arms to your chest and picked up your pace. People looked at you with harsh stares and disgust. You felt like crying and you practically slammed the door to the bathroom open. You rushed into a stall and let tears slide down your cheeks.

You brought your fists to your head and started to punch your self. "Stupid stupid stupid..." You mumbled and let out a choked sob. You felt overwhelmed and you couldn't process anything. Your vision blurred and your thoughts raced. Why were you crying? You had nothing to be upset about no one was watching you. But Peter was... he probably thinks your fat. You did order a lot and compared to him your a log while he's a stick. Yeah.. he's probably judging you probably grossed out. Before you could process it your fingers were shoved down your throat, making you gag and your dinner came hurling out.

You saw the vomit sitting in the toilet and you grew disgusted with yourself. You hated yourself for doing this but at the same time it's the only way for you not the be fat. Your fingers found there way into you that again and you threw up more vomit. And you repeated it again and again until you felt like passing out. You couldn't produce anymore tears and the old ones dried up. You slowly blinked and looked down at your pathetic form. You felt sorry for yourself, your fingers wet and sticky, your throat sore and stomach aching. Your limbs felt numb and you adverted your eyes to the wrists. They were decently healed, in he past you cut and scratched yourself but Peter helped you. He was by your side and supported you and got you help. You felt like crying again just thinking about Peter. Your slowly got up and flushed the toilet. You went to the sink and washed your hands. You looked in the mirror and saw the mess that was yourself. Your makeup was ruined and running down your face and your hair was a little messed up.

You walked out walking slowly because your legs felt like the could give out any minute. Your vision was a bit blurry and it felt like everything was spinning. You made it to the table and Peter took one look at you and was worried sick. "What happened and you alright?" He asked his vice full of panic and you looked at him with a blank look. You fell in his arms "Can we leave please?" You said in a cracked voice "Yeah of course..." he mumbled and held you. He grabbed your waist and lead you out of the restaurant.

He picked you up in his arms and and whispered little words of affirmation to you. You cling to him and just closed your eyes listening to his voice. He rushed to your little shared apartment.

He placed you on the bed and laid next you. "What's wrong? Why did you cry? Are you okay?" He asked. You slowly turned towards him and curled into a ball next to him. "I- I'm having these thoughts again...I you don't think I'm fat right? You think my bodyweight is normal and-" you whispered and cut yourself before you broke down again. Peters eyes widen and he held you in his arms. "No I don't think your fat your perfect the way you are and it's okay if your having thoughts again, I'll always be by your side. I'll never leave you I promise, I'm going to take care of you" he said

You tightened your grip on his vest and buried your face in his chest. You let your tears fall free again and he felt his best getting soaked but he didn't care. He held you firm against him and whispered sweet nothings in your ear to try to comfort you. Peter rubbed your back with one hand gently and kissed the top of your head. "It's gonna be alright I promise"